You do that. [ Chuckling now. ] Get Henderson to take a video if at all possible.

[ Because of course he'd like to be in the peanut gallery watching things unfold.

He's back to staring at the ceiling now; a little tense and braced for the possibility of the plywood getting knocked down by something on the other side. ]

So, Ed. Care to explain to me why that patched-up hole in your roof creeps me a fuck out?

[ He'd never asked before. None of the kids mentioned it beyond vague explanations mumbled under their breaths and he wasn't inclined to pry. ]